Dan Deacon - When I Was Done Dying

| Keith
When I was done dying, my conscience regained
So I began my struggle, a nothingness strained
Out a flash made of time, my new form blasted out
And it startled me so and I burst out a shout
At which my legs ran frantic like birds from a nest
And I ran until drained, leaving no choice but rest
So I fell asleep softly at the edge of a cave
But I should have gone in deeper but I'm not so brave
And like that I was torn out and thrown in the sky
And I said all my prayers because surely I'll die
As I crashed down and smashed into earth, into dirt
How my skin did explode, leaving only my shirt
But from shirt grew a tree and then tree grew a fruit
And I became the seed and that seed was a brute
And I clawed through the ground with my roots and my leaves
And I tore up the shirt and I ate up the sleeves
And they laughed out at me and said "what is your plan?"
But their question was foreign, I could not understand
When then suddenly I'm ripped up and placed into a mouth
And it swallowed me down at which time I head south

"When I Was Done Dying" is sort of like listening to a loopy, trippy dream. Which, I guess can be said of many Dan Deacon cuts. It's fun, awkwardly catchy, rhythmic and full of fun, odd little sounds. And it's today's Most Important Song because it does a good job of expressing how my jet lag and information overloaded brain feels right now. Enjoy. Oop. App. Eeep.

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